soap official family

Chapter 155 Really Difficult
"Do you have gloves?" Yue Wenqin looked down at Qingqing and asked in a low voice.

Qingqing turned around a thousand times, but in fact she was so confused at this time that Yue Wenqin remembered something, just like he would mention his master to her before.She wanted to tell him, "There are gloves. You put them on for me." 'But in the end, Qingqing still kept a straight face and moved away a little, not wanting to look into Yue Wenqin's eyes.

"Mr. Yue, please respect yourself."

"Oh, I'm sorry! Why don't you take my pulse? I think I'm still sick." Yue Wenqin hurriedly sat down and stretched out his hand.

Qingqing looked at the wrist, then stretched out her finger, touched his three meridians, called it, and pointed at Yue Wenqin's other hand.

Yue Wenqin hurriedly changed his hand, looking at Qingqing's slender and somewhat transparent fingertips, he wanted to touch them.But the problem is, he can't seem to hold it.

"Go to Lao Bai's pharmacy and get some medicine."

"What's wrong with me? I don't feel like I've been in a coma for half a year. Look, I haven't lost any weight. You've lost weight even after you've been kneeling for a few days. Why haven't I lost weight since I've been lying down for half a year?"

Qingqing was stunned for a moment. She was actually the same as when she first met Yue Wenqin. However, after being spoon-fed by Yue Wenqin in the past six months, she had gained some weight. However, she was a little bit beaten these days and she lost weight. gone back.But Yue Wenqin still felt that she had lost weight.

Qiao Dayong gently picked up Yue Wenqin. He had just waited a moment to see if Qingqing would give Yue Wenqin a chance.Mainly because the way Yue Wenqin peeled oranges for his daughter made him feel a little soft. He chose him for his daughter because he was really good to her.But the daughter obviously didn't want to give him another chance and took him away.

"Qingqing, you can go."

"You haven't eaten yet!" Yue Wenqin roared from behind, although Qiao Dayong was holding him by the neck, a bit like killing a chicken.

Qingqing glanced back, looked at his neck, moved her lips, then turned back and lifted the box onto her shoulder.

The Guo family, or rather, is now Mrs. Guo’s home.Mr. Guo no longer buys and kills people. Now Mrs. Guo and Miss Guo live together.If Ximen Kai hadn't come today, Qingqing would have almost forgotten about this person.The last time I talked about this person, it seemed that Yue Wenqin mentioned it, because they felt that the restaurant could not be opened in the same place. There were still people in the Guo family, and opening it in the same place at this time would irritate them.At that time, she didn't know anything about her mother.

Qingqing lowered her head and got up sadly. She just wanted to say to Yue Wenqin for a moment, "You haven't been asleep all the time. You are my fiancé." ’ But she swallowed these words alive.She actually didn't know why, she didn't in the end.Qingqing held her face in the car!
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" An An's chubby face stretched out again.

"It's okay, I was thinking about the Guo family." Qingqing smiled at An An.

"Oh, it's okay, we should be used to it." An An comforted her by the way, "I'm hungry, but I can't eat my mother's cooking. Hey, sister, should we invite a cook back?"

Qingqing looked at An An and smiled to herself.

After getting off the car, Mrs. Guo lived in the village where she was married in the suburbs. It looked similar to the village where they lived in the Huang family before.Qiao Dayong threw Yue Wenqin away and followed her. Now seeing Qingqing standing there, he came over and patted her gently.

"I'm afraid this case is a bit troublesome."

"Which case is not troublesome?" Qingqing smiled at her father and walked in slowly carrying the box on her back.

"What are you doing?" Sure enough, someone stopped them at the door.

"I have already reported the case. Now you are stopping Kaifeng Mansion from performing official duties. What do you want to do?" Ximen Kai used his long sword to block the big hands that were about to reach Qingqing.

"Ximen Kai, who asked you to report the crime? Who are you from our family?" A young man walked out quickly, with an unhappy look on his face. "Zheng Bo, didn't you just say that she is my fiancée? Let me bury her in our family's ancestral grave! Now I have doubts. The cause of my fiancée's death is unknown. I ask the Kaifeng government to conduct a thorough investigation. If she really died unexpectedly, I asked the eminent monk to save her." Ximen Kai sneered and raised his eyes to glare at Zheng Bo.

"After all, you just don't want Xiu Niang to enter your family's ancestral grave?" Zheng Bo also sneered, "How much money the Ximen family will pay, my Zheng family will double it."

Qingqing took a step back, and Qiao Dayong hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Zheng Bo, "Master Zheng, this is the inspection stamp signed by Master Liu. If you can't look at Miss Guo, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass."

Zheng Bo looked at the sign in Qiao Dayong's hand and moved his lips: "Is it possible that the Zheng family can't let Mr. Liu come in person?"

"Master Liu originally wanted to come in person, but when the emperor summoned him, Master Liu had to send me here. If Master Zheng insists that Master Liu come in person, I will send someone to wait at the palace gate. He will come directly as soon as he comes out. ." Qiao Dayong still had a smile on his face and discussed with a smile.

Zheng Bo looked back at Ximen Kai, "You really don't want Xiu Niang to come into your house?"

"I want the truth. If my guess is wrong, I, the matchmaker, will marry her and keep her mourning for three years." Ximen got angry, "You and Xiuniang have the best relationship. You don't want to know how she died. of?"

"It's because you refused to marry her that she took refuge."

"I want someone to see if it's suicide." Ximenkai looked a little growled.

Zheng Bo held onto the wall with a look of agony on his face, and painfully patted the nearest pillar.

An An and Qing Qing took another step back together.

Master Jiang patted them expressionlessly, but he still stood behind Qiao Dayong and gave Qiao Dayong a slap with his foot.

Qiao Dayong glanced back at them, his face drooping, and he took a step forward.

"Master Zheng, let's just take a look, so that everyone can feel at ease." Qiao Dayong reminded softly.

Zheng Bo waved to them very dramatically, holding his hands behind his back.

Qiao Dayong's face twitched, but he still kicked Ximen to open it, and gave him Master Jiang's kick just now.

Ximenkai originally wanted to yell at Zheng Bo a few more times, but was kicked by Qiao Dayong. Looking back, Qingqing was a little impatient and hurriedly led them to the back.Of course, the second door here was blocked again, but this time he was led into the flower hall next to the second door.There sat two ladies.

Qingqing and An An didn't go in at all, just waiting at the second door.

"Sister, why is it so difficult to do an autopsy?" An An sat on the steps, holding her face.

"Sometimes, the love of relatives can be counterproductive. Their self-righteousness will lead to letting the murderer go. In other words, the best time to avenge the deceased is missed." Qingqing also sat there with her chin propped up.

　It’s really hard. I read Jia Pingwa’s “Shaanxi Snacks and Folk Stories” this morning. The food photos in it are so beautiful. Really, I don’t like Master Jia’s novels, but his essays and prose are good, especially these The food people write about is all very good.Now the whole Internet is criticizing the Wuhan Red Cross Society and saying that Han Hong is amazing.Today my colleague went to support the Red Cross and did transportation.There is no one doing the moving in Wuhan right now. Seven of my colleagues moved [-] pieces of supplies in four hours. Here we were busy unloading, while people from the Red Cross over there were arranging for the hospital to pick up the supplies.My colleagues then helped them get into the car.Now my colleague’s daughter-in-law is asking in the circle of friends, if you are free, can you volunteer at the National Museum A? If you don’t need a car, you will need manpower to carry it!
　　
　
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